EDIT** I wrote this January 23rd, 2023. I’m posting it on February 13th, 2023. Some things have changed**
It’s 2023!
Hey, hi, welcome!
Yes, I know, it’s been months since I posted, but I’m here now. I just realized that the last time I posted was in June of 2022. That just happened to be the month when I started getting busy at work. Maybe, just maybe, I haven’t had the mental capacity to write posts? I’m not saying the two are connected, but, I’m also not saying they aren’t.
Anyways, here I am. It’s almost the end of January, 2023, and I have urge to start writing again. What’s a better way to start getting back into the habit of writing than a little life update?
June was Pride. I saw my ex at my local PRIDE, and admittedly it was nice to catch up. It wasn’t too weird, sorta felt like catching up with that person you were friends with in high school, but haven’t seen in a while, so you chat, tell each other you’ll be into hanging out, but never do. Work-wise, I started a new project that fits perfectly into what I went to school for, so that was fun.
July, August. September. I worked. That special project pretty much turned into a new role for me. As time-consuming as it is, I started to really grow professionally and sorta surprised myself at how well I would be in it. Granted, I did study this in school, so I know my shit, but still, putting theory into practice isn’t always the easiest. Nothing else really happened. I was too busy to take any vacations, and I was mentally tired most of the time to really enjoy summer like I would have liked.
October. I celebrated one year of being in therapy. It was also a year since the break-up. I would have loved to go back to Detroit and do some celebrating there. Alas, I was too busy. I did, however, have a little staycation to treat myself. I drove around one of my favorite nature areas and soaked up the sun and fall colors. I booked a night at a nearby hotel. Yes, I could have stayed a little further, but, I didn’t want to drive far on the way back. I got crappy takeout, a bunch of snacks, pieces of my favorite cake, and a few orgasms that night. The next day I went to the lake and wrote. I reflected on the year, and on myself. I wrote that I thought I was to try dating again. I felt ready to let go of my ex. I mourned for a year. I had to let go of the “what ifs”.
November. I started seeing someone. So, my mom had a health scare to start the month off. I needed a distraction, so I replied back to this guy on this site for kicks and giggles. It helped tho. She got better, and somehow I had a date for the following week. I figured he was a cute guy, local, and seemed decent, so why not? I remember feeling so comfortable with him, within minutes. This month we had a date every weekend.
December. I finally had time to take a break from work. Yes, still working in this new role. It was kicking my ass by December, to the point where any little thing would have been my 13th reason to quit this project. The guy and I are still dating, things seem to be going ok, minus one of us getting the rona right before new years.
And now we’re at today. The boy and I are still seeing each other, going on dates, and having fun. I love how much he makes me laugh and keeps a smile on my face. Even in text. He can send me something, and I will actually laugh out loud. Then sometimes I’ll roll my eyes cause his jokes are too ridiculous. I took him to a couple of my favorite places yesterday. I really like him. Are we the perfect match for each other? Maybe, maybe not, only time will tell. But, we’re both having fun, enjoying seeing each other. This feels a little different. I’ve never been this honest about myself to another person. It’s scary, but, refreshing a bit.
Work is slowing down a little bit. It’s still chaos, and two weeks off wasn’t enough time to fully recharge, but, I’ll keep plugging in on weekends and hope for the best. Family things are decent. Therapy is still going well.
2022 was a lot, for everyone. I did a lot of learning, growing, crying, smiling, talking, and just, surviving. I’m hoping this year goes at least the same, if not better than 2022. I want to get back into writing, into *this*. There are some things I want to achieve this year. Developing this blog is one of them. Publishing a couple of chapbooks, along with developing my own training course or something. I’m realizing that I can teach just as well, if not better, than the next person. Figuring out what I want to start out with tho, thats a different story. I have a couple of ideas, but, we’ll see what I go with.
Now that everyone is updated on my 2022 and current, here’s my plan for this site. One good thing about therapy, I’m learning how to recognize certain things and be gentle with myself, so I don’t want to over-commit this time as I’ve done in the past. I plan on finishing my series on the artist, posting a toy review once a month, and posting a life story and sexy time story once a month. That’s three pieces a month. I can commit to that. If more happens, y’all welcome. I got this tho. I spent almost six months watching a writing weekly film reviews, as a volunteer, I think now, I have it in me to write three pieces a month.
If you’re new here, welcome. This will be a wild ride. If you’ve been around, thanks for staying.
-Raye